I love my imperfect life with my imperfect family and my imperfect boyfriend who loves imperfect me… There will be days when I wear my workout close to the mall and no make-up to a nice dinner with family and friends. There will be days when I choose to cry because I am frustrated and yell at my daughter because she may have annoyed me just a little. There will be days I wish I had a million dollars to fulfill all my dreams all at once (vacation home in Seattle, new car, new wardrobe, shoes for miles, every piece of jewelry that I ever peeked at and wanted, home decor & gobs and gobs of goodies for Avery). There will be days where I know a jog can turn my frown upside down, but instead I’ll crawl into bed and watch friends episodes as I fade in and out of lazy sleep. There will be days I let the wee one leave the house looking like a hot mess, walking next to her hot mess of a mommy, all the while knowing that we probably should have brushed our hair. My Doodle won’t be potty trained on societies schedule and I won’t stop dreaming of my perfect life… but I won’t fake it either. I am who I am and I am proud of it. I will not create a facade for the rest of the world to buy into. I will be myself; happy, sad, courageous, imperfect, dreaming, dreading, comparing, improving, thoughtful and spontaneous. And I will continue to drink up this life I live. This life full of amazing-ness, full of emotions, full of excitement and fear and moments of sadness. This one, wild and crazy life is mine and I am so very grateful to have been blessed with the life I live.
Back to the chaos… 🙂
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” ~ Mary Oliver